I met my old lover on the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled
And we talked about some old times and drank ourselves some beers.
Still crazy after all these years.
Oh! Still crazy after all these years.

I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize
I seem to lend on old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Oh! Still crazy after all these years.

Four in the morning
Crapped out, yawning
Loning my life away
I'm not worried, why should I?
It's all gonna fade.

Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars.
I fear I'll do some damage one fine day
But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers!
Still crazy after all these years
Woah! Still crazy
Still crazy
Still crazy after all these years